"Really."
Wei Changfeng answered expressionlessly, "This news came from the main headquarters!"
If it had been anyone else, he might not even have been willing to answer the question.
But this was Wan Pu, the Inner Hall Master and Wei Changfeng's most trusted confidant.
Wan Pu was at the peak of Third Order Transformed Strength. He had followed Wei Changfeng for more than twenty years and rendered countless meritorious services.
When Whale Fortress had previously suffered the surprise assault of three Iron Zombies, it was he who had organized men to pour out fire oil at the critical moment.
Not only had they burned countless zombies to death, they had also restricted the Iron Zombies' movements.
This had bought Liao Yong'an the opportunity to wipe out the enemy.
Liao Yong'an, standing nearby, could not help asking, "What news?"
As the Supreme Elder of the Linhe Branch, his status was exceptionally lofty, and he never involved himself in gang affairs.
But Liao Yong'an could see Wei Changfeng's current mood and realized that this news was no trivial matter.
That was why he asked another question.
"Celestials."
Wei Changfeng squeezed out the two words through clenched teeth, the corner of his eye twitching involuntarily several times.
Celestials!
Every senior member of the Raging Whale Gang present changed expression.
It was as though the very term contained a soul-shaking magic!
Everyone fell silent.
Wei Changfeng let out a long breath and continued, "Next month, several Celestials will form a party and come to Linhe!"
Liao Yong'an's expression turned incomparably grave. "What would Celestials want in a poor, backwater place like Linhe?"
Linhe was not actually that remote.
But within Great Qian's vast territory stretching ten thousand li, it was merely an inconspicuous County Town.
For Celestials to arrive together in person—
This was